Mind your atomic bonds!
Tom and Elen have left for school, reducing our localized entropy levels to Bearable. I wrote a bunch of checks and put them out in the mail, with appropriate postage. I’m almost out of Postage; maybe I’ll go by the Post Orfice later, when I go to Walmart to get some ingredients for ground-beef casserole.
I buy my stamps at Walmart, since I don’t want to go to the post orifice. It’s a lot easier.
I made a key lime bundt cake this morning, but need a bigger bundt pan, as the batter rose up over the edge. The last time I was at the thrift store, they had a large supply of junk pans. No bundt. When it cools I will frost it. Walmart had the mixes on sale this morning and I had just barely enough to get that with the necessities.
My patio is full of little green seeds that look like dimes. First it was mulberry worms and now its green dimes. *sigh* I would sweep it, but the wind is up again.
If I had any hamburger, I’d make spaghetti, if I had some pasta sauce...
It wasn't a perfect definition of van der Walls, but it was very close.